Frida
I See Red
I See RedBack in my schooldays acting the fool daysOne and one and one makes threeAnd a man said: "Kid, come and cut yourself a piece of the big time."Armour-clad horses, riding Trojan horsesNever made sense to meI didn't want to be a part of the great debate on moonshine[Chorus]"Stop, pay the price," they said to meTake this advice. You're out of your headSaid: "Stop, hold the phone, this has to beCut to the bone. Too bad I see redI see red, I see red, I see redWhen the sly man stumbles, twists, and he tumblesHe always lands on his feetAnd he sets his face towards the far horizonWon't you come this way, can't you go that way?But his rhythm don't miss a beat'Cause he's doing everything he can to keep survivingStop, pay the priceSo who wants a riot? People should be quietDon't we give them good T.V.?Letras de cancionesYou can learn to love your lifetime of distractionNothing on the inside, nothing on the outsideAll the way from A to ZI can live without that kind of satisfactionStop, pay the price
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